Viraj Singh Rajawat: The Cursed King
33 parti In corso Per adultiHe was born with power in his veins and darkness in his name.
Viraj Rajawat - ruthless heir, protector by vow, sinner by destiny.
The world feared him. The empire obeyed him.
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My control slipped.
I stood, moving toward her. One step. Then another.
The space between us disappeared
I reached for her waist slow, deliberate my fingers resting lightly at first, then firmer when she tried to step back.
"And how do I look at you, Rani Sa?" I asked. For the first time I'm touching her without thinking about anything.
Her breath hitched. "Chhodiye hume, Rana Sa," she whispered.
"Naa," I murmured, leaning closer, my voice dropping low, dangerous. "Pehle uttar dijiye, phir sochenge."
Her pulse fluttered beneath my hand; I could feel it.
She wouldn't meet my eyes.
"Kaisa uttar, hume koi uttar gyat nahi..."
I smiled the kind that didn't reach my eyes. "Acha, toh mat dijiye uttar... hum bhi nahi chhodenge."
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My thumb traced her jawline, slow, reverent. "Don't be too smart, Rani Sa,"I whispered. "You're making it harder for me to let you leave this room."
She blinked up at me, whispering, "Arthath?"
I smiled then a small, dangerous smile.Because if she didn't know what that meant yet... she soon would.
Her question "Arthath?" hung between us, soft as breath, sharp as temptation.
She tried to step back, but the edge of the table stopped her.
"Rana Sa..." she whispered, "aap bahut badle-badle lag rahe hain."
"Badle?" I chuckled. "No,Princess. This is the same man you met under the palace dome. You're just seeing Nirlajj version of me."
Tropes
21st century x 17th century
Greenflag x sunshine
Cursed x Redeemer
Rana Sa x Rani Sa
Rana x Rajkumari
Ruthless x Kind